Is it Kosher to Ham it Up at a Bar Mitzva?
"Your friend is a cunt," she screamed at me.
Okay, I said, let's talk to her.
She lead me through gloms of people standing around with drinks in their hands looking bored.
We arrived at one of the darker corners of the club.
"You talk to her."
Samantha was so drunk that she mistook this stranger for someone I had introduced her to earlier. The stranger whose hair curled in beautiful little ringlets stared at me unimpressed and slapped me in the face.
To make a long story short, a year later I became Jewish and we got married.